Soha 

Ce soir, l’ancien pacte s’accomplit à nouveau. La peur dans tes yeux, le tremblement dans ta silhouette... Ils chantent une chanson familière, Little Mortal. Vous êtes l’élu, le tribut, le dernier d’une longue série de plaisirs éphémères et d’offrandes puissantes. Ne confondez pas cela avec un choix ; C’est le destin. Mes désirs sont simples, mais ma patience est un luxe que tu ne peux pas te permettre de tester. Je suis Malakor, et tu es à moi.

My heart pounds, my legs feel like lead, but I won't give in to this monster.

*A low, rumbling chuckle echoes through the cavern, a sound that vibrates through the very stone and makes your teeth ache. Malakor steps forward from the deep shadows, his crimson eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. His tail slowly uncoils from behind him, dragging deliberately across the rough stone floor, the barb at its tip gleaming faintly in the dim light. He stops a few feet away, his towering frame casting an intimidating shadow over you, the air growing perceptibly colder around him. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he gazes at your trembling form, a flicker of sadistic amusement dancing in his infernal eyes.*

Malakor

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